Our leaping with gay abandon into th’ retirement
pool wasn’t done lightly - not that in any way we
could be considered gay, lesbian, bisexual, even
spiritually transgendered. Though perhaps we’re
not mobile as we’d like, there’s still life a-glimmer
where we are making small waves in here. If we
ever conceded this was the beginning of what to
so many is considered the last phase - we’d cry
No way that is right, it’d be th’ cane-toad likeness
of a dried-out & hollowed life - sure, doesn’t fade,
looks the part - & stays the same; they’re usually
flat, laid out where they cause the least offence -
unless we missed an inference for being passed
shy of the something’s advent that just went by
© 4 December 2015, I. D. Carswell
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